I felt happy. I hardly felt like myself.
Reva often spoke about 'settling down.' That sounded like death to me. 'I'd rather be alone than anybody's live-in prostitute,' I said to Reva.
I counted the seconds passing. Time could go on forever like this, I thought again. Time would. Infinity loomed consistently and all at once, forever, with or without me. Amen.
Education is directly proportional to anxiety, as you've probably learned, having gone to Columbia.